Lidu, Shifeng Valley, a commercial vehicle is driving slowly on a certain street.
In the car, Kasuga was reading the author's new book sitting in the passenger seat.
Behind him are people wearing headphones and closing their eyes, listening to the radio drama "Furahata Shinsaburo".
Sitting in the last row was Ye Ying, who was wearing a men's suit.
There are also writers with bruises and bruises.
"Night Shadow Investigator,"
The writer held a half-chewed cigarette butt in his mouth with a cold expression, "If you treat me like this, my wife won't let you go?"
Yeying sneered: "Really, can she leave Dongdu? Or can she go out to the supermarket to buy groceries casually?"
"snort,"
The writer chewed the butt of his cigarette and said, "She now goes to the nearby Internet celebrity bookstore and handicraft shop every day to check in!"
"OK,"
Ye Ying flexed her muscles, "Ask her to come to Lidu Police Headquarters to find me."
"Hey, you guy,"
The writer glanced at her sideways, "Don't you ever plan to return to Dongdu?"
"Yes, the scenery in Lidu is beautiful, and the colleagues are also very warm and friendly,"
Ye Ying clenched his fist, suddenly raised it, and punched the writer hard on the nose.
"Who asked you to write me in it! I'm a transgender! And I fell in love with Answer! I even gave birth to a child! I cheated on me! In the end, I died in love!"
"boom!"
The writer bumped into the side wall of the carriage, his eyes filled with stars, "Aren't the first few statements true?"
"boom!!"
Another punch.
"Crazy, this woman is absolutely crazy," the writer covered her nose, "Haruhi, bring me some toilet paper!"
Without looking back, Haruhi threw a pack of tissues backwards and hit the writer accurately on the forehead.
writer:"……"
"Say it,"
Ye Ying also took out a pack of alcohol wipes and wiped his bloody fist.
"Why are you looking for Karasawa Makoto now?"
Writer: "Don't worry about men's affairs."
Yeying clenched his fist and made a crunching sound.
"It's Karasawa Makoto's past life dream!"
The writer immediately gave in,
"Kamo Maki told us that Karasawa Makoto's previous life dream showed that there was a very scary cellar in Karasawa Makoto's family. The ancestral witch and several other terrifying monsters may be hiding in it——"
"Minister Fukaya insisted that we come and take a look."
At this time, the living person took off his headphones and said, "To be honest, I really don't want to come. The cellar is in Lidu. If something happens, it will be the investigators of Lidu who are unlucky, so why bother asking for trouble."
Yeying: "You mean - you don't care whether I live or die."
"Don't get too involved in the drama," the writer patted Ye Ying on the shoulder, "You just came to Lidu to help. When those little assistants and little intern assistants grow up, you should come back."
Yeying: "Then he was put into a doomsday figure world with a green afro by the green friend Rie, and he never came out?"
Writer: "Hey, you really are... that was just a joke."
Yeying: "Humph."
Writer: "Did Karasawa Makoto not make any new movies after returning to Lidu?"
Ye Ying: "She was so stimulated in Dongdu, how do you let her get into the mood?"
"Pity,"
The writer typed Karasawa Makoto's name into the mobile search engine, and sure enough, there was no new news about him.
"I'm also looking forward to seeing her new works."
Ye Ying: "Have you ever thought about it, that the cellar has always been in the villa of Karasawa Makoto's family, and it is passed down from ancestors... Is it possible that Karasawa Makoto has some connection with the Bald-headed Witch? Are you not worried at all?"
"hehe,"
The writer stretched his waist, "Since the Holy Son, the liaison of the Weird Alliance, became the first suspect of the Head-plucked Witch, any outrageous truth that appears in this world will hardly shake my firm will."
…
"jingle!"
At the door of the villa, the living person pressed the doorbell with a look of disgust on his face, "I said, you guys are going too far. You even ring the doorbell and you have to ask me to do it. Is my scapegoat rule so effective?"
"Do not talk nonsense,"
The writer held his cigarette butt in his mouth and said, "If there is something weird in the cellar, maybe the whole army will be wiped out."
After a while, the door of the villa opened.
The tired voice of Karasawa Makoto came from the microphone:
"Guys, please come in."
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